Finally fall. At last the mist, heat’s haze, we woke these past weeks with has lifted. We find ourselves chill, a briskness we hug ourselves…
Finally fall. At last the mist, heat’s haze, we woke these past weeks with has lifted. We find ourselves chill, a briskness we hug ourselves…
I like to see it lap the Miles – And lick the Valleys up – And stop to feed itself at Tanks – And then…
The fence we walked between the years Did bounce us serene. It was a place half in the sky where In the green of leaf…
The chance is the remotest Of its going much longer unnoticed That I’m now keeping pace With the headlong human race. And some of…